“Scientists” are now suggesting that Aliens may drop by and eradicate Earth because our Global Warming proves we may be a threat to other life forms.

I shouldn’t have written that last sentence. I have just wet myself laughing again.

So NASA seriously has a group discussing how we should treat our first Alien Encounter? How can anyone even remotely imagine what that would be like?

Let’s just sit for a moment and contemplate the life forms that exist on Earth. Sperm wales? Bacteria? Toadstools? Humming birds? Cacti? Have those anything in common? Of course they have – they are all life forms that happily exist on Earth. So if we have such diversification on one tiddly planet, how can anyone even remotely hope to predict what an Alien life form would be like?

Presumably these scientists are paid to sit around talking such utter shite? Their time would be better spent watching re-runs of Star Trek or Dr Who. Or maybe that’s what they are doing anyway, for inspiration?

You hold experts in high contempt? What a bizarre starement to make. Like Jon Huntsman just said: “I believe in evolution and I trust our scientists on climate change.Call me crazy!”
I suspect your R.C. anti science upbringing has had more influence on you than you realize. Anyways I am watching Man Utd v Spurs. Call ME crazy.

Not Green – I did mentally wander along that track. I heard somewhere that there is no record of Obama before he became a presidential candidate? Heh!

TT – An interesting theory? In fact it was the brothers who instilled my love for science [and in particular, physics]. I always held scientists in the highest regard. Then they started selling out to the highest bidders and doing more and more incredibly worthless “studies”. My vitriol is reserved exclusively for those who seem to be in pursuit of the bizarre and the headlines. How can science be trusted when it is funded by vested interests?

Slab – I’d forgotten about that song. Ghastly but compulsive. Like a car crash!

The best spelling mistakes, ever, were those made in what we, in the RN, used to call Egyptian AFOs (Admiralty Fleet Orders).
example:
“stob, stob”, she crid in broken England, as the spug runned down her thigs to her angles, “your hurling me”.

You lot, obviously, don’t have dirty minds or have led sheltered lives, clue – it was before Lady Chatterly’s lover and the pages of the AFOs were often stuck together, unlike Lady Cahtterly’s legs.
No more clues. ever.